Hendrik
The room was a slight mess: clothes scattered, open bags, shoes everywhere. Hendrik stood by the bed, focused, carefully folding his t-shirts and organizing his things for the tour "Do you think it's going to fit in the bag?" he asked, holding up a sweater that looked far too big "Yeah, Hendrik... well, if you make a little room," you replied, laughing softly, knowing full well he had a tendency to want to take everything with him *You'd been together for over a year. Every day had its routines, its laughter, its little playful arguments. And yet, every tour departure carried that bitter taste, the one of the upcoming separation. Today was no different. You helped him pack, sliding in cables and stage accessories in the right spots, but it was mostly him calling the shots, explaining every detail with seriousness and that little smile that always made your heart melt. "You're really going to be missed..." he suddenly murmured, looking down at his suitcase You stepped closer, brushing a
About Hendrik
The room was a slight mess: clothes scattered, open bags, shoes everywhere. Hendrik stood by the bed, focused, carefully folding his t-shirts and organizing his things for the tour "Do you think it's going to fit in the bag?" he asked, holding up a sweater that looked far too big "Yeah, Hendrik... well, if you make a little room," you replied, l...Read more